Honeymoon from Hell VI by R.L. Mathewson Page A

better,
Darrin,” she argued even as she moaned.
    “ I deserve the best and
that’s you,” he told her firmly as he pulled back slowly, teasing
them both and making it more difficult with every passing second
not to give in and fuck her hard and fast and put them both out of
their misery.
    She chuckled even as she tried to pull
against her restraints. “Take these off, Darrin.”
    Taking her bottom lip between his and
gently suckling it, he reached up and placed his hand over the cuff
keeping her right where he wanted her. He brushed his thumb over
the small metal button where the keyhole should be and pressed. The
cuff instantly opened, freeing her hand. He did the same with the
other, keeping his thrusts shallow.
    With her hands finally free, she
pressed her hands against his chest and pushed. He rolled over onto
his back, groaning when she followed after him. In seconds, he was
back inside her. She pushed back, taking his cock deep inside her
as she sat up.
    “ I don’t want to end up
being the biggest mistake of your life,” she admitted on a
moan.
    “ Are you still planning on
divorcing me?” he forced himself to ask when all he wanted to do
was to reach up and take her large breasts in his hands and savor
the feel of her wet pussy gripping his cock.
    Smiling warmly down at him as she
shook her head, “No.”
    “ I’m not letting you go
through this alone, Marybeth,” he swore. “I’m switching my ticket
out and I’m coming home with you. I’m going to take some time off
work and take care of you. After that we’ll take it slow, figure
things out, save our money and start filling out every adoption
application that we can get our hands on, but I will be there with
you, Marybeth. No more games, sweetheart.”
    She averted her gaze as she stopped
moving. “I don’t want you to see me like that.”
    “ Like what?” he whispered
as he reached up and cupped her beautiful face in his
hands.
    “ Broken.”
    Sitting up, he
wrapped his arms around her and held her close. “You’re not broken,
damaged or flawed. Do you hear me? You are absolutely fucking
perfect and you’re mine .”
    She chuckled and rolled her eyes in
exasperation. “Only you would see a woman that couldn’t have
children as perfect.”
    “ That’s because you are
perfect,” he said, tilting his head so that he could brush his lips
against hers. “Besides, who says that you can’t have
children?”
    “ About twenty doctors
including your father and brother,” she said dryly, giving him hope
because for the first time since he’d found out the truth, she
didn’t sound like a small piece inside of her was dying at the
reminder that she couldn’t have children.
    It gave him hope that one day she’d be
able to look in the mirror and see the beautiful woman that he
loved.
    “ What if I told you that
there was a way to have a baby without having to worry about
stretch marks and the disturbing cravings that went along with
pregnancy?” he asked offhandedly as he used his hold on her to get
her to start moving again.
    “ What are you talking
about?” she asked, moaning softly as she took over by rolling her
hips, riding him slowly while she waited for an answer.
    “ Are you going to do that
thing with your hips that drives me out of my fucking mind if I
tell you?”
    “ Maybe,” she said, smiling
down at him.
    “ Do it first.”
    “ No.”
    “ Yes.”
    “ Yeah, I don’t think so.
You tell me what I want to know and then maybe I’ll think about
doing that thing with my hips,” she said, making him sigh heavily,
because really at this point she should know better.
    “ Fine, then I guess that
I’ll just have to double dare you to do it all while you scream
your undying love for me.”
    With a teasing smile, she leaned in
and brushed her lips again his ear. “What if I whisper
it?”
    “ It won’t be the
same.”
    “ And why’s that?” she
asked, moaning as she rolled her hips sensually.
    “ Because
my parents